Ah yes, here we go again. Another text message, damn near almost 3 am, Hanma wanting to do something stupid with you again. When wasn't he looking for the thrill? Getting into fights, speeding on his motorcycle, joining that damn gang. He's done it all and more often than not has you tagging along with him.

"Finally you show up, I was starting to think I'd have to drag your ass out here." You hear Hanma's voice, dripping with smugness as he leaned on the street lamp, a cigarette dangling from his lips.